Strongest Mage with the Lust system

Chapter 842: Hazy Memory

After staring at him for a while, Ling Han took a deep breath, and turned around to walk away, not wanting to talk to him any longer, but then paused after taking just one step and said, ”Please don’t go inside unless I’m here.”

”I understand.” Max nodded. He could imagine what Ling Han might be going through right now, so he did not mind his words and agreed without hesitation. What he needed right now was time to think things through.

’Lust Overlord, just what kind of person you are or were?’ He couldn’t help but shake his head as he watched Ling Han leave.

It was one thing if his bloodline increased his charm to make him irresistible to women, but outright influencing their emotions via Nascent Energy injection... was going a little too far, no?

’I should be careful who I share it with from now on to prevent such situations.’ He decided. ’Also, maybe I should stop going after, ahem, attracting more women and instead should focus on the ones I have?’

He entertained the thought for a while before rubbing his chin in thought, ’I’ll not pursue anyone actively after Garima and Anna have become my women. But if the situation calls for it... I won’t reject anyone either as long as they are good enough, or if I like them.’

Thinking this, he nodded and left the Inn.

...

After randomly asking a random person the directions of the market, he headed there and arrived in just a few minutes.

The market was bustling and unlike the border town’s market where everyone was tense, here the situation was different—people were at ease and were going about their business.

With unhurried steps, he strolled through the market, listening to every gossip around him and observing the struggles of ordinary people, blazing competitive spirit of the mages who wanted to become stronger and leisurely strolls of young master-looking guys who were acting as if everything beneath the sky was trash and not worth their notice.

All of a sudden, he found himself feeling... calm. This was right, he felt calm. Ever since he woke up in this world, one thing or the other, something had always been weighing on his mind. This was true now too, but observing everything like this gave him a sense of calmness.

Suddenly, he recalled a hazy memory and heard someone say, ’No matter how hard life gets or how busy you become, you should take time to observe people and things around yourself. It’ll prevent you from straying from your path.’

”Hey, don’t stand in the way.” A loud voice sounded and brought him out of his reverie. Turning around, he saw a gruff man on a horse cart looking at him in annoyance.

”Apologies, sir.” Max smiled and stepped out of the way.

The man looked at him strangely before urging his horse to move forward.

Max noticed people in the surroundings also gave him weird looks which made him wonder what was going on.

’Is it strange that I apologized and gave way instead of making a scene?’ He chuckled, thinking this might really be the reason.

However, right then, a young girl, probably 4 or 5 years old holding the hand of a homely looking lady in gray clothes and walking past him stopped and looked up at him and innocently asked, ”Uncle, why are you crying? Have you gotten lost?”

”Shhh, keep quiet.” The lady holding her hand hurriedly shushed her before looking at Max with an apologetic smile, ”Please don’t mind her, Young Sir. She is too mischievous.”

Max nodded and waved his hand. The woman heaved a sigh of relief and hurried away with her daughter.

Max stared at their back before calmly wiping his tears which he hadn’t even noticed were there until the little girl asked him.

’What’s going on? Why did I cry at the memory?’ He thought, his brows furrowed tightly.

He tried recalling the memory again but it was too hazy, he couldn’t even make out whether the voice belonged to a man or woman. Not only that, he... wasn’t sure if it was Original

Max’s memory or his.
After thinking for a while, he shook his head and stopped thinking about it and continued on his way.

Soon, he arrived in a not-so-popular part of the market—craftsmen market.

The space inside the tower was completely barren and the presence of misty boundaries made the people inside uneasy even though they knew it posed no danger unless they came into contact with it on their own volition.

So, he planned to buy the materials to construct a large palace where everyone could live. Once the misty boundaries were out of sight, they would no longer feel uneasy staying inside.

...

An hour later, Max bought everything he needed for the palace construction and left the craftsmen market.

Finding a secluded alley, he created an isolation barrier and transferred the materials from the several spatial rings to the tower.

[Here you go, create the palace.] He told the tower spirit.

When he planned to construct houses inside the tower and was discussing it with the ladies, the Tower Spirit had suddenly materialized and told him it could take care of the construction. He only needed to bring the materials.

[Understood!] The Tower Spirit materialized and started shaking ever so slightly.

Rumble!

Swish! Swoosh!

The construction materials began to hover above ground. Then they started moving around rapidly, arranging themselves in all kinds of patterns.

Gene, Noah and Nyra—the only ones who weren’t busy cultivating at this moment—watched with amazement as within just a minute, a large, White and Golden Palace appeared before them.

While Noah and Nyra stayed silent, having no words to express their amazement, Gene muttered, ”How fast!”

She had seen mages, even the Five Star mage, construct buildings in her family. While they worked a lot faster than ordinary people, they still took from an hour to a few hours to complete a building, but the tower spirit, who apparently was very weakened at the moment, finished constructing such a large palace in just one minute—this was really amazing and while she hadn’t seen Emperors and Monarchs construct buildings, she doubted they could be faster than it.

Outside, after storing the building materials in the tower, Max had just left the alley he was in and was moving toward his next destination when he heard tower spirit’s voice. [It’s done!]

Just like the trio, he was also amazed but not too much as he had expected something similar.

[Good job!] He praised the tower spirit as he felt it was expecting a reply.

The small tower trembled in response and its hesitant voice sounded in Max’s ears,

[Thank you, Master. Now, please rejuvenate the core of the tower whenever you are ready so I can begin absorbing the world energy because the tower barely has any energy left to operate.]

[Sure, just wait for a day or two..] Max said. Currently, he had no Nascent Energy left and needed some time to replenish some.

[Alright...] The tower spirit’s manifestation vanished.

...

As Max moved through the market, someone in a group of three noticed him and paused in their steps.

”Hm? What is it Miss Adams?”

The one who was addressed as Miss Adams watched Max with a peculiar glint in her eyes and muttered, ”What a coincidence!”

”Hm?” The young man followed her gaze and upon seeing Max, his expression darkened.